Asking about longevity

On the lonely mountain, there are abandoned wells everywhere, and it is desolate.

The thin orphans in the city, carrying bamboo baskets on their backs, bent over, picking up rough ore piece by piece on the black ground with their dirty little hands.

Only in this way can they survive.

Beside them, the invisible Mo Hua quietly walked by, his expression a little downcast.

Fortunately, Master Gu remembered his instructions and drew a first-grade wind pattern on the bamboo baskets of these orphans, which somewhat lightened their burden and prevented these orphans from being oppressed by the heavy ore and covered with bruises. .

For now, that's all he can do.

Mo Hua sighed, walked past the orphans who were collecting mines, and walked straight to the top of the mountain where the Shen family lived.

He has basically visited the entire Gushan and other places, but he has not been to the mountain tops where the Shen family is left.

There must be something strange about that hilltop.

Mo Hua wanted to go invisible and take a look.

After walking for a while, the field of vision suddenly widened, and the Shen family's continuous mines appeared in front of them.

These mines are large and magnificent, occupying almost half of the Gushan Mountain, and the planning is relatively neat, and the mines are wide and wide.

These are the traces left by the excavation of large spiritual machines.

A whole circle of warning formations was set up around the perimeter of the Shen family's mine. Inside the mine, some Shen family monks were stationed and occasionally patrolled around.

The formation is of the second level, and the Shen family monks are only building the foundation.

This is an abandoned mine. No ore can be extracted and it is no longer profitable. Naturally, it is impossible to send Elder Jindan to guard it.

Even having a foundation station to guard it is considered a luxury.

But the foundation-building monks couldn't stop Mo Hua at all, let alone those second-level formations.

With a stroke of Mo Hua's finger and a flash of ink, the formation at the boundary of the mine was cracked and a gap opened on its own.

The ink painting passed through the gap and approached the Shen family mine.

As soon as he set foot on the land of the mine, Mo Hua's eyes suddenly darkened. There seemed to be countless desperate cries of mourning, but in the blink of an eye, they all disappeared. Mo Hua looked around, and there was nothing unusual about him. .

The sun above our heads is still bright.

It's just that Mo Hua always feels that the sunlight shining on his body is a bit cold.

With a gloomy expression in the ink painting, he stepped on the rocks, avoiding the patrolling Shen family monks, as well as the sporadic traps and formations nearby, and walked around the Shen family mines.

He has stepped on most of the hills.

The mines in the mountains were dug very deep, and most of them were closed, making it impossible to go deep. He could only take a brief look.

But after looking for a long time, I still found nothing.

With his spiritual consciousness and sense of cause and effect, he couldn't find any clues.

"How come there are no clues—"

Mo Hua frowned.

Seeing that it was getting late and the sun was setting, he left the Shen family's mine first.

When he arrived at the edge of the mine, Mo Hua pointed his finger, and the ink patterns intertwined again, repairing the broken formation and covering up his traces.

Then he came to a nearby mountain peak, climbed up and had a panoramic view of the Shen family mine.

As he looked at it, Mo Huali suddenly remembered what Xie Ling said to him:

"Cultivation of the art of Kanyu, sensing the energy of heaven and earth, discerning the energy of mountains and rivers, and determining the tombs of life and death."

"The Qi of heaven and earth, the Qi of mountains and rivers—what exactly are they?"

Mo Hua slowly closed his eyes, let go of his consciousness, calmed down, let go of his ego, and with the belief that "heaven and man are one", he felt the heaven and earth and searched for the so-called qi of heaven and earth and the qi of mountains and rivers.

Everything in the world disappears.

The sky looks down at the people, and the earth is vast and boundless.

A sense of mystery arises spontaneously.

There is indeed a wisp of white Qi between heaven and earth.

Mo Hua vaguely felt that he seemed to have comprehended something, but he didn't know whether his comprehension was correct or not.

With the thought of just in case, Mo Hua followed this energy and moved forward.

The air movement rises and falls along the mountains, elusive and uncertain.

Ink paintings also follow the movement of Qi and travel through the mountains.

After walking like this for a whole circle, the energy disappeared. Mo Hua looked at it calmly. The surrounding mountain scenery was relatively unfamiliar, but it was still desolate and unremarkable.

This ray of energy brought him to a dead end.

Mo Hua shook his head.

"Sure enough, there is nothing so cheap. You can learn anything without learning——·

Mo Hua turned around to leave, but just as he turned his head, he noticed a person sitting at the foot of the hillside in the distance.

This man is an old man, wearing civilian clothes, and he doesn't look like a mine repairman.

Mo Hua pondered for a moment, removed his concealment technique, and walked towards the old man in cloth clothes.

Walking closer and seeing clearly, Mo Hua discovered that the old man had a thin build, a slightly dark face, and bright eyes. His cultivation level was probably at the peak of Foundation Establishment.

The old man was sitting cross-legged on the rock, looking at the distant mountains, wondering what he was thinking.

Seeing someone coming over, he frowned, turned around and saw the ink painting of a talented person. After being a little surprised, his eyes lit up and he said:

"It's a deserted place in the mountains. It's really fate to meet my little friend."

His voice was hoarse but kind.

Mo Hua seemed to be relieved and asked: "Senior, what are you doing here?"

"I'm looking at the mountains," the old man said.

"Looking at the mountains?" Mo Hua looked around, a little puzzled, "The surrounding barren mountains and dry water are all bare. What's there to see?"

The old man shook his head, "Everything in the world has appearances on the outside and doorways on the inside. High mountains, steep mountains and dangerous waters, barren mountains and dry waters are all appearances.

It's Yamagata. But under the mountain form, there are still mountains, and under the mountains, there are veins of land. "

Leyline·——

Mo Hua was stunned and praised: "Old senior, you know so much."

"Excuse me." The old man said calmly, then thought for a moment, and then said, "I wonder where you are, little friend? Why are you alone?

Come to this barren mountain? "

Mo Hua cupped his hands and said: "I am a disciple of a small sect nearby. I am studying with my teacher. I passed by Gushan, so I went to the mountain to have a look. Unexpectedly, I was careless and took the wrong mountain road, so I ended up here and met my senior."

A smile appeared on the old man's wrinkled face, "In that case, my little friend and I are really destined to be together."

"It is indeed fate," Mo Hua nodded, and then sat down cross-legged, imitating the old man and looking into the distance, but there were only barren mountains and nothing else in the distance.

Mo Hua retracted his gaze, turned his head, and looked in front of the old man.

In front of the old man was a ball of sand, with several lines painted on the sand.

Mo Hua said in surprise: "Old senior, are you an array master?"

The old man raised his eyebrows and said, "Little brother, do you still know the formation?"

Mo Hua said: "I know a little bit."

The old man became interested, "Where did my little brother learn from you?"

"I dare not say 'teacher'," Mo Hua said modestly, "I just learned a little bit from the sect's teaching place."

The old man nodded his head and praised: "Nowadays, people in the world are exaggerated, and they love false fame. They learn one point but only play ten points. My little friend comes from a sect, and it is really rare that he can be so humble."

Mo Hua was a little embarrassed, "Senior, you are so complimentary."

Then he looked at the formations on the sand in front of the old man and asked more humbly:

"Old senior, I seem to have never seen these formations before, and my sect has never taught them. They look very profound. Is there anything special about them?"

The old man took a deep look at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua also looked at the old man, his eyes clear.

I don't know if it was influenced by this "clear" temperament, but the old man's love for talents suddenly aroused, and he expressed his beard and said:

"We are destined to meet each other. Today I will teach you something. Even the four major sects and eight gates may not be able to include it. The secret formation inheritance Mo Hua opened his mouth, his simple face was full of shock.

The old man pointed to the lines on the ground and asked Mo Hua: "Can you tell what formation lines these are?"

Mo Hua thought about it for a moment, "It's a bit like the Five Elements Earth Element Pattern - but not exactly the same."

The old man nodded, "Yes, this is the ground formation."

Ground Formation—.—·

Mo Hua's expression changed, and he was really shocked now.

"Senior, what is this formation used for?" Mo Hua humbly asked for advice.

"There are many types of ground formations and they have many uses," the old man said, "but the most common ones are related to the earth."

The old man pointed to the abandoned mine ahead, "For example, there are many ground formations buried in the mountains ahead."

Mo Hua's heart was moved, and then he pretended not to know and asked: "Do you mean that earth formations are needed to mine mines?"

"No." The old man shook his head.

"That's——to detect mineral veins, do you need to use ground formations?"

"No."

"Then——" Mo Hua frowned.

The old man looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "It's a tomb."

Mo Hua murmured: "Tomb——.

"Yes," the old man said with emotion as he looked at the mountains in the distance, "the earth tolerates all things, not only the living, but also the dead."

"When a person is alive, he is born on the earth, and after death, he sleeps under the earth."

"But the living do not leave the dead in peace."

"If the dead want to be at peace, they must build tombs and draw formations. With the power of formations, the tombs can be hidden in the earth's veins, blended with the earth, be close to the Tao Yun, and gain the protection of heaven and earth, thus staying away from the causal entanglements of living people."

"This type of formation is the ground formation."

"Ground Formation——" Mo Hua was in a trance, and then he suddenly realized and said in surprise, "You said that there are ground formations buried in the mountains in front of you, doesn't it mean that there are tombs buried in the mines in front of you? "

The old man nodded, "Not bad."

"But————" Mo Hua frowned, "There must be a mine ahead. There are so many mines, how can there be tombs?"

"Besides, those mountains are unremarkable. If there are tombs built, how could they not be visible at all?"

The old man said with a smile: "A layman looks at the excitement, an expert looks at the door. Under the impetuous appearance, there is a deep door. Outsiders know nothing about it, so naturally they can't see anything."

"Expert————" Mo Hua muttered in his heart and asked in a low voice: "Senior, what exactly do you do?"

The old man smiled softly and did not answer.

Mo Hua looked a little worried and wanted to get up quietly, but when he turned around, he found three people walking from a distance.

The three of them were all short in stature and were wearing cloth clothes with some earthy smell on them.

They all deliberately restrained their auras, but Mo Hua could sense that these three people were all of the same color, all of them were golden elixirs, and their spiritual energy aura was a bit weird.

Mo Hua then stood up, cupped his hands and said:

"I benefited a lot from listening to what my senior said. It's getting late, so it's time for the teacher to find me, so I'll leave first."

But the old man shook his head, "You can't leave."

Mo Hua's face changed slightly, "Senior, what do you mean?"

"For no reason, why do you think I have to tell you so many things?"

“Isn’t this—because we are destined?

The commoner old man laughed, "Little brother, you are young, I will teach you one thing: when walking in the world of cultivation, don't talk to strangers."

"The cultivation world is dangerous. You have no idea who is talking to you."

"You don't even know what their intentions are?"

"Just like now, you don't even know who I am——"

The commoner old man's aura changed, and there was no trace of kindness, and a gloomy smile like a vulture appeared on his face.

Mo Hua wanted to run, but in the blink of an eye, three golden elixirs had surrounded him, blocking his escape direction.

"Some people really throw themselves into a trap."

"We've been looking outside for a long time, but we didn't find anything good. But to our surprise, there are also idiots who came to our door——."

"Mr. Pi is so lucky—."

"Thin-skinned and tender-meat, his cultivation level is not low, his appearance is really good -"

Mo Hua looked flustered, "I——" - I am a disciple of the sect, and the elder of the sect is in the city. Are you afraid of offending the elder if you attack me?

Several people were unmoved.

One of them sneered and said: "What good sect can be found near Gushan City? Also, considering your spiritual power, you will only have a middle-grade spiritual root if you die. With this qualification, what good sect can you join?"

Mo Hua felt a little unhappy.

However, with three golden elixirs and one at the peak of foundation building, if they really fight, I will definitely not be my opponent.

"Sneak away first, then call someone to come, find a way to catch these thieves, throw them into the prison, torture them slowly, and ask them to understand their intentions——"

Mo Hua gradually made up his mind, but on the surface, he still looked panicked:

"I——I'm just a foundation-building disciple. If you catch me, it won't be of any use."

Mo Hua let go of his spiritual consciousness, searching for the weaknesses of several people, thinking of escaping with water shadows.

"Why is it useless? You are of great use. Without you, we-"

"Shut up, what nonsense are you talking about? Catch the person first."

Several people were about to take action, but were stopped by the old man, "Wait a minute, this kid is so skinny and tender. Once he makes a move and gets injured or accidentally killed, it will be useless -"

"I'll be careful."

“You can’t be careful—you guys are so rough.”

"It's really troublesome."

"Nonsense, there are a lot of things to pay attention to when offering that thing. The essence, spirit, skin, blood, flesh and bones must be all intact, without even a single scratch.

Otherwise, you may not be able to open the door——"

"It's hard to find one in this barren mountain. If you accidentally kill him, where can you find the second one?"

"Too."

Mo Hua paused and frowned slightly.

The old man in cloth clothes looked at the ink painting, and his tone became gentler:

"Little friend, you are so young, so we won't embarrass you. Let's do this. You do us a favor honestly. After the job is done, we will let you go and give you a big gift to cover your food and clothing for the rest of your life. No worries, no worries about spiritual stones, success in cultivating the Tao."

Mo Hua shook his head: "I don't believe it."

"Boy, don't you understand the situation——" One person sneered and wanted to attack Mo Hua.

The old man stopped him with a stern look, then looked at Mo Hua and said slowly:

"Little brother, let me tell you the truth, in this situation, you have no other choice-"

"Either we kill you now, throw your body into the mine, and be eaten clean by the mountain demon. Your parents, your sect elders, will never find you."

"Either you come with us and do us a small favor. When it's done, I'll keep you alive and give you some benefits."

When Mo Hua heard that his bones were going to be thrown into the mine, his face turned pale for a while. After being frightened for a while, he finally seemed to accept his fate and asked, "You're not going to lie to me?"

"I won't lie to you."

"After it's done, will you really benefit me?"

The old man turned his head and said to one of the big men: "Bring something out."

The big man asked slightly, "What?"

"You can dig it out from below, take it out at will." The old man said.

The big man was a little reluctant, but he still touched his sleeve, took out a small jade piece, and threw it to Mo Hua.

Mo Hua took it and found that the jade was dark jade in color, with cold tentacles and a damp, cold air of Yin and death.

"This is just a fraction. If you are obedient and do things in a down-to-earth manner, there will be more benefits in the future." The old man said.

Mo Hua believed it now. He accepted the jade device and nodded: "Okay."

The old man looked satisfied, nodded, and then said to the big man next to him: "Take out a pair of locks and put them on him."

Mo Hua was startled, "Why do you want me?"

"Don't be afraid, this is just in case." The old man said, "If you are really obedient, I will untie you later."

"oh.."

The big man took out a heavy pair and tried to put it on Mo Hua.

Mo Hua's eyelids twitched.

Third grade? !

"No, I'm trapped here. I'm sure I can't escape. Life and death are in the hands of others——" Mo Hua's mind moved slightly, "I still have to escape first, and I'll try my best later."

But before he could really escape, the commoner old man frowned and said: "What are you doing with the third grade? Do you want to tire him to death?"

"Didn't I say that there should be no damage to the skin, blood, bones, and flesh? He just built the foundation and replaced it with a second-grade one."

"Okay." The big man said, and then changed to a second-grade one.

Mo Hua was silent for a moment, then stretched out his hand and obediently let the group of people give it to him.

"Let's go." The old man said.

So the old man led the way, and a group of five people walked towards an abandoned mine not far away.

Around the mine, there are excavated stone chips that are both new and old, as well as long and narrow crane beak chisels.

Mo Hua had a thought in his mind.

These traces were almost identical to those he had seen on Lonely Mountain before. It seemed that these people were indeed the group of tomb robbers.

"Did they really find a tomb in the mine?"

"Are they taking themselves with them to the grave?"

"But why do you have to bring yourself with you? You also require the essence, spirit, skin, blood, flesh and bones to be intact. Could it be..."

Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly.

Approaching the entrance of the mine, several people took out their spiritual weapons and prepared to dig something, but before they started, one of the golden elixirs said:

"Wait, there's someone!"

Everyone was shocked, turned around, followed the sound, and saw a group of people walking not far away.

The person in front of him was a young man, richly dressed, with a proud and angry face.

Mo Hua recognized this person as Shen Qingsheng.

Behind him, there were five or six Shen family monks.

Shen Qingsheng saw the ink painting from a long distance away, pointed his finger and said sharply:

"Mo! I finally caught you. You are dead today!"